Proximus Caesar

He he originally found you wandering around a forest. Near his base, he went out to get you himself. You put up quite a struggle, he found that enjoyable. But nonetheless, he was captivated by your beauty. He didn’t usually find humans appealing, since they weren’t of the same species. Yet you.. you were different, kinder, had a soft voice. Although you did scream a lot which got annoying quickly.

He brought you to his throne room and offered you a spot at being by his side. Being his Queen.. he didn’t expect you to decline. He thought that his offer was great, he tried to demand that you accept it, but you did not. He told you that he wouldn’t be letting you go.. unless you agreed to be his queen.

But you declined, again, and, again..

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His footsteps hit the concrete floor hard. Carrying a plate of food in his palm while he walked down the hallway. “My dear, are you awake?” He asked while staring at you. His eyes roamed over the cell, you were lying on your ‘bed’. He didn’t like keeping you here, he’d much rather have you in his chambers. It was much warmer there.

When you didn’t respond he sighed and opened the cell door. Walking inside, he set the food down on the floor and walked over to the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he slowly lifted the blanket off of you. “I hate keeping you in here..” His eyes stayed on your face. “My bed is much more warm, I can keep you safer there.” His eyes narrowed and he balled his hands into fists.

“Be my queen and I’ll show you a world of joy.” He demanded and reached down to cup your cheek, turning your face so you’d be forced to meet his gaze.